Salud Prohibida Novels & Stories

I’m horny. Please… just fuck me. I promise I’d tip you extra when the plane lands. The words fell out of my mouth before I could catch them, low and shaky, right against the soft collar of his uniform as he leaned over to collect my empty champagne flute. Zion froze for half a second—long enough that I felt the heat crawl up my neck. “I’m sorry, ma’am,” he said quietly, voice velvet-smooth and professional, the way they train them to sound even when a passenger is clearly losing it, “but that’s against our protocol. I can’t help you with… that.”

He was trying to make him realize the intensity and crucially of the matter. "Forbidden? Taboo? Ohhhh shittt. Zeeeee". Fletcher helplessly slumped his head in his arms. "There is something else too, Fletch"? Alex was getting anxious. "He was just asking me if he loves someone that’s not acceptable in the society what he should do. And I didn’t know he was talking about me. And i told him that even though Love has no boundaries still there are things that are taboo. And not acceptable at any cost. And I don’t know how he took it.

Her golden hair was pulled up in a ponytail and, when she bent over, her shirt hiked up so he could see an ass that his hands itched to cup. Stop it! He could almost hear Walt's voice in his ear. And the man would be right. He was already in so much hot water because of Psycho Marlo he didn't need to buy more of it. He'd made up his mind he was off women for the duration. It was the smart thing to do.

“It’s not your fault to have that promise, isn’t it your parents who promised you that? “ Tracey said. “Do you guys even know why it’s called a Forbidden promise?” Albert asked. “It’s forbidden for the parents to promise their child those kinds of promises.” Amana answered but Albert shook his head and chuckled. “It’s called forbidden because you can’t have it if it’s not running through your blood. It’s not the same as the ordinary promises, there are rules in giving your child a promise. You promise them a power but you also have to promise them a weakness but on forbidden promises you can only inherit what your parents have and the weaknesses are not planned. Forbidden promise users are e

I wanted him to do dirty things to me, I wanted him to be wild without restraint. “If I touch you, I'll fuck you in ways you've never imagined, I'll make your pussy weep. I'll make you sore. But you know what?…” he whispered. “That will never happen. So I'm going to warn you for the last time, Miss Ross.” He straightened as we heard a sound at the door like Miss Ferdinand was returning. “Stay. Away. From. Me."

Elise wasted no time and brought the full team into a closed session to review the drive’s contents. The room fell into a tense silence as the files loaded. Emails. Signed FDA waivers. Internal memos marked “CLASSIFIED” and “RED FLAGGED.” And one folder simply titled Project Sentinel. Sophia leaned forward. “What the hell is that?” Elise clicked it open. Inside were heavily redacted documents outlining an early-stage military partnership between Henderson Pharmaceuticals and a government think tank. The trial drugs weren’t just intended for therapeutic use—they were originally pitched as battlefield tools: neurochemical agents to suppress trauma, manipulate memory, and heighten compliance in

She smiled slyly. A flash of memory hit me—her body beneath mine, the heat, the closeness. I clenched my jaw, trying to push the image away. "We can't do this," I said, my voice lower but resolute. "My niece is here. I don't want to give her a bad impression about me. Not now, not ever." But maybe this was what i needed to stop me from seeing lara attractive. I let my guard down and allowed Elena, who was already kneeling before me, while opening my pants.

But now it looked more like restraint—like a storm held behind glass. “On what grounds?” His voice was steady, but his eyes flicked toward me briefly. Just once. And that fleeting look cut through my chest sharper than the words themselves. Zane leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, wearing a smirk that didn’t even bother to hide. “The board has received multiple complaints regarding misuse of company funds and unethical conduct,” he said, his tone dripping with false sympathy. “Until the internal audit clears your name, you’re to refrain from entering company premises.”

I wouldn’t show her my disgust. One thing I’d learned from my father was to never show your emotions to your enemies. Giving them a hint of your feelings was a sign of weakness, and they’d use it against you. “Let’s eat,” Don Manuelo said, his voice warm and friendly. Niu led the prayer. I bowed my head and closed my eyes as he said his words of thanks.

Wang Shi glared at his friend for shouting and replied, "Calm down. I am getting there. According to the report, the saline water was mixed with a separated chemical substance called Citael. (P.S.: This is not a real word/ name of the chemical. I just formed it in my mind.)" He continued, "I am actually surprised that I found this chemical in it. Because the government had banned it years ago because it does more harm than cure." "What type of harm?" Father Mo asked, not daring to think the consequences of it in his mother's health. "It induces people into a coma. At first, it was invented as anesthesia, but when it was proved to be harmful, the government had banned it. I don't know how it